(My Mom had installed something on our Router that blocked most pornography on the internet well before I hit puberty.) My Aunt Jenny is 6'5, weight u...known, a bust size that has to be at least a EE, red hair that hangs well below her shoulders, blue eyes, heart-shaped face, heart-shaped ass, and a voice that can oscillate from a honey-rich sweetness to a sultry and suggestive huskiness that always made my heart beat faster whenever I heard it."Could you pass the butter, Ryan?" she once asked. I promptly drained half of mine, before Moira reminded me that it was about a quarter rum. "Hey – slow down, Honey. You're supposed to go easy on the alcohol, remember."I pouted, but she was probably right.When the lunch came, I looked over at Gary's. It actually didn't look too bad. But it was eel. Gary put a bunch of rice on his plate, spooned a bunch of the eel and stuff onto it, and took a bite."Mmmm –" he said, but then swallowed and took a gulp of his beer. "I think you're off the hook,. Linton had chosen well. Easy going with a radiant smile and an infectious laugh and a lilting island patois, earthy but shifting to a more urbane British accent depending on the john’s expectations and desires, revealing her intelligence and conversational skills distracted Julian from his sudden infatuation for Cheryl. Her looks definitely helped the distraction. Light mocha skin and remarkable green eyes spoke of a mix of blood that couldn’t have had more than a quarter African to it, and. I was most apprehensiveabout what this all meant, terrified at the prospect of major changes,wondering if divorce was in the picture.Unexpectedly, Dad turned toward Dick. "Young man, I am most disturbed tolearn that, not only have you been dabbling in hypnotism, but you'veactually subjected *us*, your own family, to its unholy influence!"Dick said, "Honestly, Dad, I just needed the practice." Practice!?! You call this practice?" Dad, now all red in the face,glared down at him. "I mean,.